AS much as I wanted to use the post I wrote yesterday for a Bigger Picture Moment, I just couldn’t do it. The prompt for Bigger Picture Moment goes like this: Every Thursday, we come together to share the harvest of intentional living by capturing a glimpse of the bigger picture through a simple moment. Found yours? Join us!

Yesterday’s post was about running away and hiding. Not much intentional living in running away, right? And so I began to think…how do I live intentionally?

I’ve been thinking about summer. Many posts and tweets that I have been reading lately have been lamenting the end of summer–it has flown by, hasn’t it? As I read these end-of-summer writings, I remembered THE LIST.

At the beginning of summer, I wrote out of list of things I wanted to do with the girls. My list has since been lost, but I remember one item I wrote:


The picnic basket has not left its home in the basement closet. The picnic basket is so cute, so functional…but it has never been used.

Thinking back, we have had a lot of picnics this summer. We picnicked on drives to Des Moines, Iowa. We picnicked on the beach. We picnicked at the playground. We ate on patios and decks.

Just this past Tuesday, I called Ed up at work. “Let’s meet at the roller slide park for a picnic,” I said. (Our names for parks are dictated by the girls’ favorite feature; there’s the boat park, the pool park, the roller slide park…you get the idea.)

And so for dinner we had fried chicken from the Jewel and plenty of playtime with Lily and Emmy.

Simple, spontaneous, and fun. Spending summer time with our daughters. Intentional living? I think so.

And just the kind of ending a summer should have.

Yummy watermelon!

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Bigger Picture Blogs’ Birthday!

There is a place online where you are always welcome. A place that invites you to pull up a chair and kick off your shoes. A place where you can make friendships and forge bonds. A place that cares. And that place, Bigger Picture Blogs, is celebrating its first birthday!


I first became involved in Bigger Picture Blogs last October, when the wonderful women who joined together to form Bigger Picture Blogs were raising breast cancer awareness through a blog carnival named Write Pink: From the Head, Heart and Feet. Since then, I have participated in their Thursday link-up about Simple Moments, Bigger Picture. It has been a joy to belong to this community of bloggers. Won’t you join us? Hop on over to Bigger Picture Blogs, and read what we’re all about. Join us on Thursdays to celebrate the simple moments of life. We’d love to have you.

As a part of the birthday celebration over at Bigger Picture Blogs, here is a re-posting of my favorite Bigger Picture Moment.

“Mommy, come quick!” both my daughters cry from the family room. “MOMMY!”

Sometimes I start to get irritated when I hear that call…what could they possibly want at 6:25 in the morning? Can’t they at least let me drink my coffee before they start demanding breakfast?

“MOMMY!” they both yell again. It only takes me a couple of seconds to remember why they are calling me. “CAPTAIN HUGGY FACE IS GOING TO DANCE!”

And so I start dancing along with Captain Huggy Face in the middle of the family room, much to the delight of my little girls. They know I love Captain Huggy Face.

They also know which song on our Vacation Bible School CD is my favorite. “Mom, it’s the shifting sand song!” Emmy will exclaim every time track 2 starts playing. They know that I won’t eat watermelon and I don’t like chocolate shakes.

Just as my daughters know my preferences, I know theirs. Lily loves watermelon, especially when I give her my portion. Emmy like cheese — lots and lots of cheese. I know what they will wear and what they will refuse to wear when it’s time to get dressed in the morning. When I am shopping for their birthday gifts, I know what toys they would love to receive.

What about Ed? My husband hides his dislike for cucumbers. He doesn’t want the girls to stop eating them if Daddy won’t eat them. When the girls don’t wake up early enough to say goodbye to him in the morning, he writes them each a small note and puts it at their place on the table.

All little things. But these little things have big meaning. Knowing these little things shows my daughters: “You are important to us. You matter to us.”

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What small things do you notice about your loved ones?

Here’s a little Capt. Huggy Face to brighten your day:

P.S. I had insomnia last night, and Captain Huggy Face’s word “drowsy” suits me quite well today!

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